I missed my first post this year. I guess I could go back and fake it, but I'm trying to live with my flaws. feh. I hate flaws.
Although really, it happened because I tired myself out in the garden. It seems like we are probably past any more serious cold snaps and the yard got seriously shaggy. So, I mowed back the grass and started hauling wood chips back to the garden.
I also started cleaning out the strawberry patch. Turns out strawberries go feral in the south. I found little runner off shoots filling in the paths. Gardening in the south is more closely related to bushwhacking than some sort of gentile pursuit. Every time I turn around, there's something new and altogether too enthusiastic trying to colonize my yards. Including dock of all things. I mean its edible...I think, but those suckers come with with massive tap roots.
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